Chapter 57 The Keltair Lycanthropes (2/2)

They did not exactly appear poor, but they were clearly not rich either. Rassa could see quite plainly that they appeared similarly dressed to successful theives and poachers. He'd only seen such people briefly, but they had a look about them that these men had delivered to a T.

The auto-carriage drew closer, and Rassa began to notice subtle differences, ones that would clearly put them apart from any ordinary human. Their ears for one, they had slight points rather than the normal curve of a human. They also appeared a lot more muscular, larger than normal men. But the one thing that put them apart clearly, was their eyes. Their eyes glowed like molten gold. All except the man in front, whose eyes were darker than coal.

Their appearance had those surrounding Victor on edge. But Victor himself did not seem phased in the slightest.

”Are you sure you want to attend this meeting alone, sir?” asked the subcoven head that Rassa had previously seen speak out during the council meeting. Victor gave him an unimpressed stare.

”Wait here”.

Victor jumped off the auto-carriage as soon as it slowed, walking out to meet the man at the front with coal black eyes. He possessed no qualities that were overly different from the others apart from his eyes, and yet he was incredibly intimidating. No wonder the subcoven head had been so cautious. Victor was not deterred however.

”My name is Victor Lurossi, I am the third son of Sevin Lurossi, head of the Star Crash Coven, I'm assuming you are Grim?”

The man looked Victor up and down before nodding, ”Grim Ashcoat, Alpha of the Keltair Pack”.

Victor nodded, then indicated to the marquee, ”Shall we go straight to the proceedings? This sunlight is hell on the eyes”.

”Not to us all,” Grim replied, but he turned and walked towards the Marquee, making motions to those who went to follow him that he would enter alone.

The men who were told to stay back turned their golden gazes on Victor as he walked past, hands in his pockets. They growled in warning, and Victor grinned back, flashing his fangs.

”Calm down pups, wolves have never been my preferred dietary choice”.

Grim and Victor slipped into the tent and out of sight.